Our little ink lines hesitated as if they were sticks in the sand
Drawing out names as if they would never wash away
Flowing through the pen into a rigid tip
You looked up and said that you wished we could stay together forever
I peered back down and said “we can’t.”
In reply you whispered through chortled croaks “But you told me my calligraphy was beautiful!”
This is how I feel once I get on Winter Break. Excusing the sizable amount of work I have to do.
BUT HEY, I JUST BEAT THE ELITE 4 on POKEMON BLACK 2 AND I FEEL FUCKIN’ GOOD… so I’m gonna enjoy it.
LET’S JUST HUG ALL OF THE TIME.
It’s here! My first semester as a Master’s student is complete!
I might say that I feel like I’ve… evolved!